"Are you the Divine Soul of Coastal City?" Wu Hao chatted with the old man while looking at the entrance of the bronze gate, hoping that Tang Xiaoxuan, the girl, would not break in, if she didn't get it, she would really be wiped out.

"Yes, who is Childe?Why did you come to our coastal city?" The crane-haired old man sat on the futon and looked at Wu Hao with a smile.

"Uh...... Actually, I'm here to make soy sauce. Wu Hao smiled, his eyes rolling.

"Soy sauce?" The old man frowned, not understanding what Wu Hao meant, it seems that soy sauce belongs to Martian to him, even if he is a god soul, it has no effect on this issue.

"Well, that means I'm idle, wander around......" Wu Hao smiled awkwardly, "Can I leave now?"

"Of course you can, I won't send it. The old man said with a smile.

"Forehead......" Wu Hao was dumbfounded at this moment, he was already mentally prepared to fight the trapped beast, but this old man was so easy to talk to, didn't he......

"Then can I take this dragon ball away?" Wu Hao pointed to the dragon ball inside the stone box, with a classic expression of offending and looking at Shu.

"What do you say?" The Divine Soul Man looked at Wu Hao with a smile, it was already good to spare his life, who knew that this living treasure was actually insatiable, was it really a sick cat for the Divine Soul Man?

"Uh...... Is your old man unable to move?" Wu Hao looked at the old man, and suddenly a sentence came out.

Wu Hao's cognitive thinking is very simple, he obviously came here for Dragon Ball, and he had bad intentions, the other party must know this, otherwise he came here at night to talk about life and ideals with this old man?

And with the strength of the Coastal City Divine Soul, isn't it the same as pinching a bed bug to death? There is no reason to talk nonsense with yourself here, the only explanation is that the other party is simply powerless. And this old man seems to be bad at doing things......

Yes, Wu Hao noticed a detail, that is, since he entered the bronze hall, this old man sat there motionless, his futon did not move, and his body did not even move.

"You can try it......" The old man's face was full of frost, and a fine light burst out of his eyes, Wu Hao suddenly had a feeling like falling into an ice cellar, or being stared at by a wild beast, which was very unpleasant.

But that's exactly what happened. That's why Wu Hao believes in his own judgment even more, if the other party can really kill him at will, then just do it directly, why use this way to deter himself?

Only when you are unable to do so will you think of deterrence, otherwise you will start directly, why deterrence?

"The old man has the intention of cherishing his talents, for the sake of you being able to become a heavenly martial artist at a young age, he plans to accept you as a disciple, are you willing?" the old man looked at Wu Hao. The expression is not angry and arrogant.

Forehead...... Wu Hao hesitated for a while, it was indeed a great honor to be accepted as a disciple by the Divine Soul Person, even for the Heavenly Martial Artist. After all, the difference between the Heavenly Warrior and the Divine Soul is equivalent to one being the prime minister and the other being the emperor, although the two are half a step apart, but how many prime ministers in history can become emperors?

But Wu Hao is not an idiot. The Spirits of Marina City are so easy to talk to? Who knows if it's a delaying tactic?

"What, do you think I'm not worthy of being your master? With a Divine Soul as a master, your status in the Holy Martial Continent will rise. Your identity will become a kind of glory......" I have to say, the old man's words are already very tempting, if it were a different person, maybe he would really be moved by him, but unfortunately, for Wu Hao, the status of the Holy Martial Continent is really dispensable.

His aunt is Caifeng Princess Wu Fengxia, his mother is the Supreme Queen of Heaven Ye Luoxue, and his father is the Supreme Martial Emperor, which of these people can be compared to the Divine Soul of Coastal City?

"Well, no need, it's not early, I'll go back first......" Wu Hao smiled awkwardly, and then planned to sneak away from the bronze gate.

For the sake of his own life, Wu Hao still decided to take the thirty-six plan as the best plan, and save his life first.

"That's good!" the old man nodded faintly, signaling that Wu Hao could go.

Wu Hao quietly came to the door of the copper hall, and suddenly a sense of crisis fell on his back, Wu Hao Tiangang stepped forward, did not fly forward, but walked backwards, sure enough, a strong wind appeared in front of him, directly bombarded the door of the copper hall, leaving a dent as deep as an inch on it.

Wu Hao was secretly speechless, he can have such lethality in one breath, the strength of this old man should not be underestimated, if the breath just now blows on his body, then he will be crippled if he does not die, the other party is worthy of being the soul of the heavenly warriors and the fighter of the aircraft.

When Wu Hao was surprised, the Divine Soul of Binhai City was also surprised, his breath did not cause fatal damage to the other party, especially Wu Hao's way of dealing with it was quite unexpected by him, Wu Hao did not fly forward, but fell backwards, what a keen sense of smell and judgment.

"Old man, it seems that my guess is right, you are really bad at it. Wu Hao's voice was slightly higher, so that Tang Xiaoxuan, who was outside the bronze hall, could hear it clearly.

"Why do you say that?" said the old man, sitting on the futon, with a smile on his face.

"What is your old man's identity? Soul Person, it stands to reason that there is no difference between a master of your level who wants to kill me and pinch an ant to death, since this is the case, then you can just come directly and brightly, why do you need to do such a cheap thing as a sneak attack behind your back? The only explanation is that your current state is a bit of a problem. Wu Hao said with a smile.

"Then what do you say is the problem?" The old man was not in a hurry, at least not on the surface.

"Two possibilities......" Wu Hao stretched out two fingers and gave the old man a very good move, "First, you are injured, and now you are healing, since it is healing, it is naturally impossible to make a big move, and the second is that you are impacting a higher realm, and you can't be disturbed at this time, so you will sneak attack the kid from behind." ”

The old man's face changed, and Wu Hao guessed his little abacus, but the more this time, the more he couldn't admit it, so he just snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

"If you don't speak, then I'm welcome, this dragon ball is good, I'll take it for two days first, and I'll return it to you after a while......" Wu Hao snorted at the old man, and then reached out and grabbed the dragon ball enshrined in the stone box.

"Hmph!" A fierceness flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he opened his mouth and spit out a breath of anger, like a swimming dragon bombarding Wu Hao's heart.

Wu Hao drew his sword, between the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, the Chixiao sword was unsheathed, and as soon as he made a move, it was a subtle swordsmanship that integrated the four swords of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and directly slashed at the old man's breath.

The sonorous sound continued, and the flow of one breath could actually produce a texture like substance, and the Chixiao Sword in Wu Hao's hand was even shaken numb because of this.

The Divine Soul is the Divine Soul, even if he sits there and does not move, just a breath of anger will make Wu Hao like a great enemy.

A big yellow gourd appeared from behind Wu Hao, the big yellow gourd had eyebrows, eyes and mouth, grinning at the old man, and two rays of light burst out of his eyes, which were fixed on the neck of the soul man.

"Light baby turn around and ......" With Wu Hao's low shout, the mouth of the Immortal Flying Knife opened, and a sword light slashed directly at the head of the Divine Soul like a waterfall.

The Divine Soul Man's heart moved, he had been crisscrossing the Saint Martial Continent for hundreds of years, but he had really never seen a battle in this way, the sword was bright, like a meteor, hitting his head directly.

The Divine Soul Man frowned, raised his right hand, and heard a sonorous sound, and the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, which had always been invincible, was actually caught by the old man's two fingers......

Wu Hao was speechless for a while, although he had long known that the old man was not simple, but he didn't expect that he would be so strong that he could even clamp the Immortal Cutting Flying Knife, although Wu Hao's Immortal Cutting Flying Knife was a copycat version.

Wu Hao's heart was full of shock, but he didn't know that the other party was the same, the two fingers he held the flying knife were bloody, how many years had passed, he was actually injured again, and it was in the hands of a heavenly warrior.

Wu Hao was not idle, he couldn't admit defeat because the other party caught his flying knife, there was a fantastic blue behind him, a half-foot-long short sword appeared in front of him, Wu Hao's voice was like a dream under the blue reflection!

The sword of dreams? The old man's heart moved.

The three swords of Tiangang are famous all over the world, but for the soul person, the only thing that needs to be feared is the dream sword, if he is in the peak state, he will naturally not look at the dream sword inspired by a heavenly warrior, but isn't he in a state now?

What should I do? The blow that caught the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife just now had already caused the meridians in his body to sway and be uneasy, and now he encountered this dream sword that should not be underestimated?

"That's it, fight!" the Divine Soul Man shouted, and suddenly rose up like an agile cheetah and pounced on Wu Hao.

And at this time, Wu Hao's dream sword was also stimulated, and the dreamlike blue light hit the shadow of the Divine Soul, and in a dreamlike blur, Wu Hao didn't know what was happening, but a flower in front of him, and a shriveled palm grabbed his throat.

"Boy, you hurt me twice in a row, what do you think I should do to you?" The Divine Soul Man stretched out his shriveled palm and grabbed Wu Hao's throat, while looking at Wu Hao with resentment in his eyes.

Two injuries, in addition to the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife at the beginning, the Dream Sword just now also injured the old man, and there was a little blood in his lower abdomen......

"Let him go!" With a coquettish shout, Tang Xiaoxuan walked in from the door of the bronze hall. (To be continued......)